Strange Story: Please Stop Telling

Chapter 330

"The expression on the man's face is very dull, as if it was... poured out of lead gray cement."

"When people saw it, they couldn't help but stand on end."

"There is no trace of emotion, just like a piece of ice for ten thousand years!"

"The first time I was stared at by his falcon-like eyes, I felt chills in my heart, so I smiled at him in embarrassment."

"The man snorted coldly, and then the heavy and slow footsteps sounded again."

"This man, like the house he lives in, makes me feel eerie."

"I can't say exactly why."

"Maybe...it's just a feeling."

"It's like lying on a well and looking down. The dark bottom of the well also makes me feel uneasy."

"I have a vague feeling that there will be accidents and deaths in that house."

"Especially recently, this feeling has become stronger."

"Later, I found out that I haven't seen that black woman for a long time. Where did she go?"

"This matter is like a cloud of suspicion, which is densely covered in my mind. I have been thinking about this matter, thinking more and more in a terrifying direction, until one day I ran into her again in the corridor."

"That day, when I went downstairs, she followed the man upstairs."

"She still wears a black down jacket that reaches her knees, and she wears the black leather handbag with a huge stainless steel buckle on her arm."

"Moreover, she also very rarely covered her head with a wine-red scarf, and she also wore a mask, revealing only a pair of eyes."

"Our eyes, like the wrong car, made brief contact."

"It was this one glance that made me stop abruptly."

"At this moment, I was struck by fear...!!"

"I can conclude with certainty that she is not the woman at the door at all, absolutely not!"

"As for why I can see it, it's because of her eyes."

"It's definitely another person's eyes, and it has nothing to do with the woman in black!"

"In other words...the woman in black has been replaced."

"And the other woman was wearing her clothes, carrying her bag, and walked out of her house majestically!"

"Think about how terrible this matter is."

"When I got home, I sat on the bed anxiously, and a set of very bold reasoning emerged in my mind."

"A man, after killing his wife, how can he cover his eyes and ears as much as possible so as not to arouse other people's suspicion?"

"Then it would be a very smart idea to find a woman who looks exactly like her to act like her and continue to live with myself."

"If you are worried that the woman you find is not good enough, you can even take her for a simple plastic surgery, and then take her to show off in the market."

"In this way, who can see those indifferent neighbors, those old people who sit idle at the gate of the community all day long?"

"That's my speculation, and I think it stands up."

"He must have killed his wife."

"He killed her, but in everyone's eyes, she is still alive, and walks around in the community every day."

"Who would doubt that a living person has been killed?"

"I have to say, this is a very clever technique."

"Perhaps at this moment, the body of the original owner next door is lying in an unknown corner, decaying and smelly, breeding maggots."

"It's even possible that she's hidden somewhere in her house, emitting a stench silently. Her skin, muscles, and oils are volatilizing into the air little by little. It's mixed in the air."

"so……"

"Her death and her body will be floating everywhere."

"Maybe……"

"It also infiltrated my room through the crack in the door."

"There's a part of her in every breath I breathe."

"Thinking of this, my heart began to beat violently."

"Such speculation made me feel inexplicable fear in the dark night, and all the pores on my body were also opened."

"In the next time."

"I carry that thought with me every day."

"Fear and doubts are thickening day by day, like a black fog, permeating the heart."

"Finally, under this torment, I couldn't bear it anymore."

"When I got home at night, I made up my mind to call the police."

"But just as I got up to get my cell phone on the bed, I suddenly heard the siren."

"I cautiously opened the window and looked downstairs."

"In the night, a flashing police light was slowly slowing down and parked in front of the building."

"In 2 minutes."

"I heard a knock on the door in the corridor, and I lay down on the peephole and peeked out."

"It is the dark green door on the opposite door that is ringing."

"Yes……"

"The police are knocking it!"

"Soon, the door will open."

"The policeman said something to the person who opened the door, then entered the room, and the door was closed silently behind them, and in this way, all my curiosity and prying desire were firmly locked in the door outside."

"My heart is pounding right now."

"The police actually came to the door. Who called the police? Or... what suspicious things did they find?"

"Curiosity is like a drug. It makes me restless. I turned around the room twice, and suddenly thought that there is a window adjacent to my balcony and the next door."

"Because the balcony is protruding and forming a corner, I can see part of their room just by leaning out a little bit."

"This discovery made me feel as if I had bought the last ticket to the ball game. I ran to the balcony excitedly, and then opened the aluminum alloy window."

"In the night, the lights in that bedroom are on, and the window is as clear and bright as a movie screen."

"After the police came in, they stood directly in the living room. An older man looked at the gloomy man in front of him and asked in a deep voice: Why did you call the police?"

"As soon as I heard this sentence, I was completely stunned."

"I rely on!!"

"It turned out that the man himself called the police?!"

"Is...is he surrendering himself?"

"My current mood is like beating a drum, up and down."

"At this moment."

"There is a wound on the man's arm that is bleeding."

"The man pressed hard with a tissue, and a woman with disheveled hair was curled up on the sofa in the corner, barefoot, with her hands wrapped around her knees, and she was crying."

"In her hand, she was still holding a stainless steel fruit knife tightly, and there was a streak of blood on the edge of the knife."

"When the police saw this, even if they didn't ask, they would have already guessed something."

"It must be a couple quarreling again to the point of dancing with knives and guns. He has seen this kind of situation a lot."

"The man's expression looked a little annoyed, and he yelled: The horse-riding man is simply a madman, arguing about committing suicide, and even slashing me with a knife. Look at my arm, it's bleeding!"

"Speaking."

"He removed the bright red tissue and showed the bloody wound to the police."

"The police glanced at it, and it was just a superficial skin injury, not serious."

"Then, he walked towards the woman, intending to remove the knife from her hand."

"But……"

"Just as he took two steps, he saw the woman suddenly raised her head, pressed the blade on her wrist, and howled hysterically: Don't come here, I'll show you to death if I come here!"

"It's a... face on the brink of collapse."

"The policeman stood there directly, not daring to move, as if he had stepped on a ground-mine, and there was a look of astonishment on his face."

"He didn't expect the woman's reaction to be so intense."

"Then, he immediately took two steps back, pressed his hands down, and repeatedly reminded her not to get agitated."

"At this moment."

"The woman has gotten up from the sofa and is slowly stepping back."

"It's like...she's holding a hostage."

"It's just that her knife was not placed on the hostage's neck, but on her own wrist."

"She stepped back all the way, leaning her back against the door."

"suddenly……"

"She gave the policeman an evil smile."

"His hand raised the knife, and he slashed his wrist heavily."

"The moment the blood gushed out, she turned around suddenly, unscrewed the door behind her, then slammed in, closed the door with a bang, and locked it from the inside."

"The actions of this woman..."

"Beyond everyone's expectations!!"

"Soon, the woman's shrill scream came from across the door, like crying, but also like laughing: I can finally die, I can finally die! I will take all of you away... ...!!"

"The two policemen were stunned at first, and then began to slam into the door in a hurry."

"However, the door is extremely strong, and it took more than a dozen knocks before it opened."

"During the process of knocking on the door, bright red blood flowed out from the gap under the door."

"It was getting thicker and thicker, spreading across the floor and surrounding the soles of their shoes, as if a vat of red paint had been spilled inside the door."

"After breaking through the door."

"They saw the woman lying in a pool of her own blood, with a tear on her wrist like a child's lips, because she couldn't move."

"Of the two policemen, the younger one has just graduated from the police academy, and today is his first day as a policeman."

"At this moment, he was staring blankly at the woman's body and the red liquid that was cooling, and his face became paler and paler, as if it was not the woman lying on the ground who was bleeding, but him!"

"The older policeman yelled at him."

"He seemed to wake up from a dream, and his body trembled."

"Then, the two of them picked up the woman's body, as if salvaging her from a pool of blood, stumbled out the door, and carried the woman downstairs."

"The man followed slowly, step by step down the stairs, he no longer clutched his injured arm, allowing his blood to flow to the back of his hand, and then trickle down to the concrete floor of the corridor. "

"A few minutes later, the sirens sounded again."

"Then it gradually went away, and it should have gone to a nearby hospital."

"You...don't forget me..."

"I was peeping from the balcony."

"After entering the door, I can see clearly what the police didn't see."

"When I saw what happened in the bedroom, my whole body was paralyzed, as if my bones had been taken away in an instant!!"

"What did I see?"

"Let me start from the beginning."

"At the beginning, when I poked my head out, I saw a closed dark red door, a large wardrobe standing behind the door, a small half bed, and part of the floor in the room."

"The floor is light yellow, and under the light, there is a dim light."

"Empty room, let me down."

"But just when I was about to retract my head, the door suddenly opened."

"Next."

"A woman in a white nightgown stepped in and locked the door lock."

"What surprised me even more was that she was holding a sharp knife in her hand, while the wrist of the other hand seemed to be injured."

"She moves as cleanly as a firefighter who hears a bell."

"I saw her quickly open the wardrobe behind the door and drag out a person from inside."

"It was obviously a woman with disheveled hair, as if she was falling asleep, lying limply on the floor."

"They were wearing white nightdresses of the same style. From their figures to their clothes, they were exactly the same as the busy woman kneeling in front of her. It looked like a detached ghost, playing with her body."

"Then..."

"A bloody scene appeared."

"I saw the woman raised the knife and yelled towards the door like a voice actor. At the same time, she grabbed the woman's wrist on the ground and slashed severely at the artery."

"Then, she threw the knife into the woman's hand, quickly retreated, and ran into the closet like a cat, closing the closet door."

"The villain outside should be knocking on the door. The door is trembling like a coughing chest."

"The woman lying on the ground is motionless. Her wrist is like a faucet that has been turned on to the maximum. Blood spurts out, facing my direction."

"Soon, the glass window was immediately coated with a bright red film, and it instantly became blurred."

"Then, the door was knocked open, and in the blood, I saw the police rush in!!"

"the next day."

"I went into the police station."

"Tell them what I've seen."

"Half a year later, I learned the whole story of the case in the General Rule of Law Monthly."

"My neighbors, that sullen man and woman, are a pair of murderers."

"This daring couple has two lives in their hands. The first one was killed five years ago. It was a migrant worker."

"The second line is the woman who died in front of my eyes. Her real identity is a street girl."

"And their purpose of doing this..."

"very simple……"

"It's just to defraud huge insurance premiums."

(End of this chapter)